Lyrics

Hey Hey Hey In the country, it ain't no tis of thee In the country, I'm proud to be ashamed The sham of 69 geared up For riots against police The country is rippin' at the seams Hey Hey Hey In the country, Woody Gunthrie took the lumps In the country, just a suitcase and a thumb Well if ya practice what ya preach I heard it makes ya smile The country boys are frowning all the while Barbed wire bop Bomb shelters in the backyards Roller skating at the hop Rebel, rebel rock Peace and love was funny understandings just a crock Rebel, rebel rock Rebel, rebel rock Young Rebel, rebel rock Rebel (Yer Country) It won't stop fucking me (Yer Country) Will crush you with its feet Country crowning and moaning with a hymn The Country of regulations never fuckin bend The Barbed wire bop Bomb shelters in the backyards Roller skating at the hop Rebel, rebelebel rock Peace and love was funny understandings just a crock
Writer(s): Wade Walston, Kerry Martinez, Duane Thomas Peters, Chip Hanna Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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